27 January 2011

a case of the madeleines...

Mel told me about how Proust writes about this...."episode of the madeleine" this morning. I was making "detox" yogi tea, and told Mel it reminded me of my semester in Washington DC over ten years ago. I drank this particular tea almost everyday then. Memories flashed back involuntarily of running the "mall" to Lincoln Memorial and back to our little apartment near this bookstore where I bought the complete works of Oscar Wilde. I remember feeling very determined as well as very out of place. I kept thinking, as I was in these political meetings and conversations, "I get all the news I need on the weather report." Quoting Simon and Garfunkel certainly wasn't the best way to mesh with DC society, and so I floundered a lot.
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On the Washington Mall with
Margot, a teacher who gave me "The Art of Kissing,"
Bethany the Writer,
a friend who introduced me to Ethiopian Food in Adams Morgan,
and Melody, who I liked a lot.

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Anyways, I love madeleines, I love the name madeleine (and madison. The two names of my car.), and I'm thankful for this morning's episode.

Cristina Golondrina

Cristina holds a doctorate in Philosophy and Religion. She is a multiethnic women of color. Sometimes she is read as white, sometimes racially identified as “non-white/other.” She is a writer and artist exploring the themes she analyzed in her dissertation: themes of being mixed race, multilocational, and the affects of racism and colonialism in her body, in her writing, and in the literature she reads.